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• Artiste: Slaine
• Titre: Wrath & Pride (feat. Snak The Ripper)
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Maybe I'm frigging crazy Can't control my emotions Making my vision hazy There's a hole in my soul some Would say I'm singing the blues Just like the prison in Folsom With all thee ignorant views You catch belligerent jolts from But the world we live in is shocking Make a man desperate and hungry Give him a shotgun Expect him not to use it when Failure isn't an option I know he'd understand If this God is real and he's watching God if you're real and listening Remove me from this wrath I'm in Or help me use it musically Infuse it in my craft again I have learned some lessons But I burned the other half of them I have earned redemption Cause I keep on coming back again 12 Or maybe I'm gonna Crack again from the pressure here I feel my blood starting boil Yeah it gets severe This is just a fucking trap I don't see no exit here I was looking for a sign This seems like a message clear Betrayal in my business It's expensive yeah Bad energy is in the air I sense it here Looking back at the Sequence of events this year It seems to me That I gotta be relentless here Demons in my head Oh they're just tenants here Drowning out my conscience There's One in this ear And in this ear It's becoming clear They're a cunning pair - running scared Who's that?! Knocking at my fucking door Someone's there That's just two other guys They call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low Two other guys they call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low That's just two other guys They call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low Two other guys they call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low Maybe I'm frigging losing it, pampered in my seclusion And stranded in this confusion, of fantasy and delusion, intensified by brutality Probably leave a contusion, desensitized to reality, rather see the illusion Ain't nobody telling me nothing this wrath is a cancer They keep asking about my motives, I don't have any answer But the question remain, derived through depression and pain The destination stay the same but my direction is changed God if your really listening, free me from all this pride I feel Keep these demons away from me, creeping me while I try to heal Help me to see the truth when the people around me lie and steal Put the pieces together cause I been feeling divided still Everywhere I turn feel like walls are closing in on me But none of em are tall enough to hold in all this energy The kid was only chosen for disposing of the enemy Ironic that the mask I wear exposing my identity Make a wish, you gonna need it, now the mystery completed I just Paint a humble image, but the picture look conceited Living in a vicious cycle, this is history repeated Your opinion is a waste, here's permission to delete it Put the smoke into my chest, for all the Post traumatic stress My expression not impressed, trying to Focus on what's next Always Battling myself, it's like a Constant war I'm in, who's that?! Someone knocking on my fucking door again That's just two other guys They call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low Two other guys they call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low That's just two other guys They call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low Two other guys they call wrath and pride Now I'm half as high as I am low On his way to wrath On his way to pride On his way to wrath On his way to pride On his way to wrath On his way to pride Everywhere I go I feel like walls are closing in on me